StillILearn
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How about Daughter of Lolita? Not my idea, by the way, but HH's own. And Granddaughter of Lolita in his wildest dreams.
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Still.StillILearn said:How about Daughter of Lolita? Not my idea, by the way, but HH's own. And Granddaughter of Lolita in his wildest dreams.
SFG75 said:The only twist VN could've done to make the writing more intriguing, if not interesting, would be to allow Arthur or Humbert to get away their actions and/or have them introduced to their next victim as the last page is completed.
Pontalba,pontalba said:Hah! That would be more up Hitchcock's alley. You know.......it would be interesting. Can you imagine a novel by Nabokov, brought to the silver screen by Hitchcock!!!
Peder said:OMG SFG,
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Perish the thought!
Would you want readers by the hundreds to be throwing themselves off the tops of buildings or in front of speeding railroad trains? If VN were ever to do that, there's no telling what the reaction might be! I might even be one of them!
That is just too horrible to contemplate!
Peder
Just then a bang came from the vestibule followed by the ominous rustling of a raincoa, and he moved away from her with an awkward abruptness, thrusting his hands in his pockets, clearing his throat with a growl, starting to say....
"I suggest we keep her here after all. Why should the poor thing have to continue staying with strangers? It's downright ludicrous now that there is a family once again. Think it over carefully, dearest."
"And I'm still sending her off tomorrow," she drawled in a feeble voice, without opening her eys.
"No, no-don't even say such things!" he cried with a panicky catch in his throat. "There isn't even any question of chooosing...Heaven forbid! It was just a theoretical consideration. You're right."
I am not alone but have a weary little girl with me. No, wait, I'm not through yet...Who ever heard of justice putting the enforcement of a law first and the ground for its application second?
I could totally see this one being a Woody Allen played character.
You know, SFG, I didn't think of it along those lines, and it is very true. Glad you pointed that out.SFG75 said:Yet more evidence that VN had a conscience. If he had done that, his earliest critics might have some serious ammunition on him. He didn't though, which is why all level-headed people realize his greatness and separate Humbert from VN.
The girl's arrival, her breathing, her legs, her hair, everything she did, whther it was scratching a shin leaving white marks on it, or throwing a small black ball high in the air, or brushing aginst him with a bare elbow as she seated herself on the bench -- all of it (while he appeared engrossed in pleasant conversation) evoked an intolerable sensation of sanguine, dermal, multivascular communion with her .... as if with every carefree movement she tugged and shook her vital roots implanted in the bowels of his being, so that when she abruptly changed position or rushed off, he felt a yank, a barbarous pluck, a momentary loss of equilibrium: suddenly you are travelling through the dust on your back, banging the back of your head, on your way to being strung up by your insides."
That is exactly the quote that made such an impression on me in the beginning! It just seemed to cover the entire attitude of Arthur.Peder wrote--Finally I would offer the image of "The spider pauses, the heartbeat halts," that VN inserted early in the story.
In Jane Eyre there is a passage that is reminicent of that quote. It is Mr. Rochester's made during his declaration of love and proposal of marriage to Jane in the garden.he felt a yank, a barbarous pluck, a momentary loss of equilibrium
"I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you--especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous Channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad beween us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly."
It wasn't until Arthur was at last leaving the scene in the hotel that my breathing returned to normal.
It has seemed that critics are quick to point oh how much less of a story Enchanter is than Lolita, and then how slight a short story A Nursery Tale is in general, but even if true, I have found my enjoyment in them.
Pontalba,pontalba said:That is exactly the quote that made such an impression on me in the beginning! It just seemed to cover the entire attitude of Arthur.
In Jane Eyre there is a passage that is reminicent of that quote. It is Mr. Rochester's made during his declaration of love and proposal of marriage to Jane in the garden.
Of course this a (fairly) normal man speaking to a grown woman, but the feeling of the passage is quite similar.
How true! I was reading so fast, I am surprised the pages were not actually seared. Well, that and the subject matter..........
It did seem as though VN took the character of the old man with the 14 year old as a successful version of Humbert 30 years down the road.
Peder said:The wild extravagances of the reverie being another. And I suspect, without proof, that VN wanted to suggest that was specifically how Arthur's mind worked.
Re VN's thoughts over 30 years, some things apparently were in his mind that he kept working at to produce improvements, while some parts remained remarkably the same. Arthur is 40, as I believe Humbert is. But also, even though I can't place it as usual, I'm pretty sure 25 years is mentioned in Enchanter, just as 25 years elapsed between Annabel and Lo. And even Erwin went through a long 'suppressed' phase between his earliest unsuccessful youthful encounter and the time of his story (thus making all three of them to do so), but no years given. And of course there was the girl on roller skates in two stories. And a Quilty is even seen, by someone I read somewhere, in the intrusive chaufeur of Enchanter. And did I see a Devil's familiar in the cat that the daughter sees (doubled!) when they finally stop at the hotel and some evil is about to happen?
I would guess that the cat seemed to be doubled in her vision because of her sleepiness. Sometimes when I am tired, my vision doubles whatever I am looking at if I relax....the philosophizer again sprawled nearby, and seemed to be glancing over less at his employer's steak and potato croquettes than at the profile of the hair screening her face and at her exquisite cheek.....
Pontalba,pontalba said:I have no doubt that he was portraying Arthur's mind set. It seemed almost like a domino effect. His imaginings leading to more and more outlandish visions. A sponge....puleeze.
On p. 6....yes Arthur is 40. But I seem to remember that Humbert was 38, he was 13 with Anabelle, and it was 25 years later he found Lolita. 38 or 40, its the same difference though IMO. I thought the guy in Nursery Tale was younger, maybe only around 28-30ish?? I'll check later, I don't have the book to hand at the moment.
I did read about the comparision of the chauffeur to Quilty, but only found one vague reference that could support that claim, p. 62 when they stop for a meal before arriving at the hotel:
I would guess that the cat seemed to be doubled in her vision because of her sleepiness. Sometimes when I am tired, my vision doubles whatever I am looking at if I relax.